Jack
““I have to say, this is a pretty pitiful sight.”
He looked up and saw Trey standing in the kitchen doorway, looking far too chipper for Jack’s taste. “Don’t start with me, Trey.”
“You’re really going to let her fly back to New York and never see her again?”
“That’s not how we left it. We agreed we’d stay in touch.” Jack glanced at the clock on the stove. By now, Nicki’s plane had already taken off. His chest tightened as he pictured her speeding farther away from him with every passing minute.
So much of yesterday had been spent recovering from the events of the night before that he felt like they’d barely had any time together. Nicki had immediately gotten in touch with her father to tell him she was all right. The man had high blood pressure and she was afraid the stress of the last few weeks had taken a toll on his health. She wanted to see for herself he was okay, and let him see she was fine too, so she’d found a direct flight to New York that left at oh-six-hundred this morning.
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